Chapter Title: Spoilt Brat
Disclaimer: OWN NOTHING!! NOT ONE DROP!
Pairings: Adult Harry/Draco, mentions of Oliver/Marcus, Harry/Draco, Dean/Seamus and a possible Adrian/Percy.
Warnings: Language and sexual incidents but nothing too explicit.
Summary 1: In the future, Harry and Draco are married with kids. They tell them the story of how they got together.
Summary 2: Draco remembers his "happy" past
Notes: Angst all about Draco. I decided to keep this short it felt right. (www(dot)bedtimexstory(dot)proboards(dot)com
Tom and Dan were cuddled up on either side of Harry, the dark haired man smiled at his sons affectionately. The ex Slythering smiled at his family it was nice to finally have people that love you unconditionally, not something the blonde man was used too.
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All through Draco's life he had been taught to be decent and proper, to stand up straight and always be presentable, to always be polite to his equals, to be hopelessly grateful to his betters and to look down to those not worthy. He was told by his father how to be a best, and his mother taught him to do everything his dad told him. The Malfoy son knew from an early age that there was something wrong he always wanted to be hugged and kissed, his mother gave him loads of affection until he turned five, then it all stopped suddenly. He had fallen over and scraped his leg, Draco had sniffed and limped to his mum hoping she would bandage it up then kiss it, but she didn't, she cast a spell and the wound was gone but the young boy couldn't help feeling empty. One time he could not find his mother and went to find his father to show him a poem he had wrote about his parents, the man had just looked at him, snatched the parchment and ripped it up.
"Don't bother me again Draco" his father snapped at him, that was the last time the boy wrote a poem.
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"Alright come in Potter" Blaize let Harry in "Prince Malfoy is upstairs having his beauty sleep" he snorted
"Typical" the Gryffindor smirked "I've never met someone so lucky"
"You're telling me, you should see all the expensive clothes he has and he hardly wears any of it, spoilt brat"
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Draco remembered when his mother forcefully pulled him into some new clothes "But mother I don't like it" he told her, he didn't like the colour and the material didn't feel nice at all.
"Don't like it? Draco this is the finest clothing available" she said a tiny bit of disgust in her voice
"Sorry mother" he mumbled, he looked as she got a pair of shoes
"Real leather these are very expensive" she smiled at the quality, but Draco felt like gagging even though he was young he knew what leather was and he was perfectly happy enough in his own skin than to wear animals flesh on his feet, but he knew there was no point in objecting, he would only be told his opinion was wrong.
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Harry slumped onto the chair and sighed "When does he plan on waking up?"
"Who knows? The world revolves around Draco, don't you know, it does what he tells it to" the Slytherin laughed
"I wonder what it's like to have everything you want and to do whatever you want"
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When the Malfoy son was ten he was taken out for a walk, his parents and he were meeting someone, something to do with Quidditch apparently, Draco liked the game but he did not believe he was any good. To get to their destination they walked past a field, the boy had turned and watched some kids playing in the mud it had been raining heavily earlier and the children were filthy but laughing.
"Isn't that Flint's boy over there?" His father asked, the boy looked over and saw three older boys wrestling into the mud, it looked like fun, Draco really wanted to join in but he was too well dressed to play around, in fact he was always too well dressed and even if he wasn't, he still would not be allowed.
"Yes it is and it's also Higgs and Pucey's boys" his mother tutted "Dreadful upbringing and them pure bloods"
"Indeed" the man agreed "Draco walk faster" the boy was hit in the back with the cane
"Sorry father" he quickened his pace
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"I'm getting bored" Harry began fidgeting and stood up "See you soon I'll probably be missing a limb waking up his dear highness" he snorted and went up to the male 6th years dorm.
Draco had listened to his friend and boyfriend talking about him, they were wrong about so many things but he couldn't tell them the truth they probably wouldn't believe him anyway, they'd think it was just Prince Malfoy making up lies to get attention. He saw Harry come in.
"Oh so you are up then"
"Yes" he got off the bed "Come on then"
Draco followed Harry out of the Slytherin household and down the corridors they were going out to Hogsmead to get some bits and bobs. The blonde didn't feel like shopping today he just felt like hiding, he quickly wiped away an escaped tear before his boyfriend could see it.